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英阿马岛战争简介英阿马岛战争又称马尔维纳斯群岛战争、马岛战争、福岛战争等，是1982年4月到6月间，英国和阿根廷为争夺马岛(阿根廷称“马尔维纳斯群岛”)的主权而爆发的一场战争。
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英阿马岛战争分析中文名称：英阿马岛战争参战部队：英国，阿根廷战争结果：英军获胜并重新占领群岛时间：1982年4月2日-6月14日地点：福克兰群岛/马尔维纳斯群岛，南乔治亚和桑威奇群岛人物：撒切尔夫人加尔铁里英阿马岛战争详情开战到四月中旬时，英国皇家空军在大西洋中的阿森松岛上的威迪亚威克空军基地(Wideawake airfield，RAF AscensionIsland)开始进驻，包括负责护航的麦道幽灵FGR.2战斗轰炸机与44中队的火神轰炸机、还有一个胜利式空中加油机机群。
与此同时，皇家海军特遣舰队抵达阿松森岛水域为战事做准备。
有一小型部队已被派往前线光复南乔治亚岛。
收复南乔治亚岛派遣收复南乔治亚岛的英军，代号“小鹦哥作战”OperationParaquat(关于这个作战任务闹的笑话是其名称常常被误认为“巴拉奎(除草剂)作战”，由于“paraquet”的关系)，由皇家海军陆战队盖·薛利丹(GuySheridan) 率领，包含皇家海军陆战队第42突击营(Commando) 的士兵、一小队英国陆军SAS及皇家海军特种舟艇突击队(SBS) 进行侦察登陆为窝在辅助舰“潮泉号”上的海军陆战队员进攻作准备。
任务进行前首先抵达附近地区的是英军的丘吉尔级攻击型核潜艇征服者号，于4月19日到达，进行海域侦查;4月20日具有雷达成像功能(radar-mapping) 的胜利者空中加油机飞越南乔治亚岛进行侦查。
特别空勤队计划在4月21日进行第一次登陆，其余英军预备在次日登陆;显然运气不好，SAS部队原来打算空降到冰河上，然后夺下葛莱特维肯港。
整个计划问题就出在当地风速没有低于每小时32英里以下，而且还越来越强，能见度也低，SAS小队眼看任务是非失败不可，因此发出撤退的讯号。
1A An artist who seeks fame is like a dog chasing his own tail who, when he captures it, does not know what else to do but to continue chasing it.The cruelty of success is that it often leads those who seek such success to participate in their own destruction."Don't quit your day job!" is advice frequently given by understandably pessimistic family members and friends to a budding artist who is trying hard to succeed.The conquest of fame is difficult at best, and many end up emotionally if not financially bankrupt.Still, impure motives such as the desire for worshipping fans and praise from peers may spur the artist on.The lure of drowning in fame's imperial glory is not easily resisted.Those who gain fame most often gain it as a result of exploiting their talent for singing, dancing, painting, or writing, etc.They develop a style that agents market aggressively to hasten popularity, and their ride on the express elevator to the top is a blur.Most would be hard-pressed to tell you how they even got there.Artists cannot remain idle, though.When the performer, painter or writer becomes bored, their work begins to show a lack of continuity in its appeal and it becomes difficult to sustain the attention of the public.After their enthusiasm has dissolved, the public simply moves on to the next flavor of the month.Artists who do attempt to remain current by making even minute changes to their style of writing, dancing or singing, run a significant risk of losing the audience's favor.The public simply discounts styles other than those for which the artist has become famous.Famous authors' styles—a Tennessee Williams play or a plot by Ernest Hemingway or a poem by Robert Frost or T.S. Eliot—are easily recognizable.The same is true of painters like Monet, Renoir, or Dali and moviemakers like Hitchcock, Fellini, Spielberg, Chen Kaige or Zhang Yimou. Their distinct styles marked a significant change in form from others and gained them fame and fortune.However, they paid for it by giving up the freedom to express themselves with other styles or forms.Fame's spotlight can be hotter than a tropical jungle—a fraud is quickly exposed, and the pressure of so much attention is too much for most to endure.It takes you out of yourself: You must be what the public thinks you are, not what you really are or could be.The performer, like the politician, must often please his or her audiences by saying things he or she does not mean or fully believe.One drop of fame will likely contaminate the entire well of a man's soul, and so an artist who remains true to himself or herself is particularly amazing.You would be hard-pressed to underline many names of those who have not compromised and still succeeded in the fame game.An example, the famous Irish writer Oscar Wilde, known for his uncompromising behavior, both social and sexual, to which the public objected, paid heavily for remaining true to himself.The mother of a young man Oscar was intimate with accused him at a banquet in front of his friends and fans of sexually influencing her son. Extremely angered by her remarks, he sued the young man's mother, asserting that she had damaged his "good" name.He should have hired a better attorney, though.The judge did not second Wilde's call to have the woman pay for damaging his name, and instead fined Wilde.He ended up in jail after refusing to pay, and even worse, was permanently expelled from the wider circle of public favor.When things were at their worst, he found that no one was willing to risk his or her name in his defense.His price for remaining true to himself was to be left alone when he needed his fans the most.Curiously enough, it is those who fail that reap the greatest reward: freedom!They enjoy the freedom to express themselves in unique and original ways without fear of losing the support of fans.Failed artists may find comfort in knowing that many great artists never found fame until well after they had passed away or in knowing thatthey did not sell out.They may justify their failure by convincing themselves their genius is too sophisticated for contemporary audiences.Single-minded artists who continue their quest for fame even after failure might also like to know that failure has motivated some famous people to work even harder to succeed.Thomas Wolfe, the American novelist, had his first novel Look Homeward, Angel rejected 39 times before it was finally published. Beethoven overcame his father, who did not believe that he had any potential as a musician, to become the greatest musician in the world. And Pestalozzi, the famous Swiss educator in the 19th century, failed at every job he ever had until he came upon the idea of teaching children and developing the fundamental theories to produce a new form of education.Thomas Edison was thrown out of school in the fourth grade, because he seemed to his teacher to be quite dull.Unfortunately for most people, however, failure is the end of their struggle, not the beginning.I say to those who desperately seek fame and fortune: good luck.But alas, you may find that it was not what you wanted.The dog who catches his tail discovers that it is only a tail.The person who achieves success often discovers that it does more harm than good.So instead of trying so hard to achieve success, try to be happy with who you are and what you do.Try to do work that you can be proud of.Maybe you won't be famous in your own lifetime, but you may create better art.1B One summer day my father sent me to buy some wire and fencing to put around our barn to pen up the bull.At 16, I liked nothing better than getting behind the wheel of our truck and driving into town on the old mill road.Water from the mill's wheel sprayed in the sunshine making a rainbow over the canal and I often stopped there on my way to bathe and cool off for a spell—natural air conditioning.The sun was so hot, I did not need a towel as I was dry by the time I climbed the clay banks and crossed the road ditch to the truck.Just before town, the road shot along the sea where I would collect seashells or gather seaweed beneath the giant crane unloading the ships. This trip was different, though.My father had told me I'd have to ask for credit at the store.It was 1976, and the ugly shadow of racism was still a fact of life.I'd seen my friends ask for credit and then stand, head down, while a storeowner enquired into whether they were "good for it".Many store clerks watched black youths with the assumption that they were thieves every time they even went into a grocery.My family was honest.We paid our debts.But just before harvest, all the money flowed out.There were no new deposits at the bank.Cash was short.At Davis Brothers' General Store, Buck Davis stood behind the register, talking to a middle-aged farmer.Buck was a tall, weathered man in a red hunting shirt and I nodded as I passed him on my way to the hardware section to get a container of nails, a coil of binding wire and fencing.I pulled my purchases up to the counter and placed the nails in the tray of the scale, saying carefully, "I need to put this on credit."My brow was moist with nervous sweat and I wiped it away with the back of my arm.The farmer gave me an amused, cynical look, but Buck's face didn't change."Sure," he said easily, reaching for his booklet where he kept records for credit.I gave a sigh of relief."Your daddy is always good for it."He turned to the farmer."This here is one of James Williams' sons.They broke the mold when they made that man."The farmer nodded in a neighborly way.I was filled with pride."James Williams' son."Those three words had opened a door to an adult's respect and trust.As I heaved the heavy freight into the bed of the truck, I did so with ease, feeling like a stronger man than the one that left the farm that morning.I had discovered that a good name could furnish a capital of good will of great value.Everyone knew what to expect from a Williams: a decent person who kept his word and respected himself too much to do wrong.My great grandfather may have been sold as a slave at auction, but this was not an excuse to do wrong to others.Instead my father believed the only way to honor him was through hard work and respect for all men.We children—eight brothers and two sisters—could enjoy our good name, unearned, unless and until we did something to lose it.We had an interest in how one another behaved and our own actions as well, lest we destroy the name my father had created.Our good name was and still is the glue that holds our family tight together.The desire to honor my father's good name spurred me to become the first in our family to go to university.I worked my way through college as a porter at a four-star hotel. Eventually, that good name provided the initiative to start my own successful public relations firm in Washington, D.C.America needs to restore a sense of shame in its neighborhoods.Doing drugs, spending all your money at the liquor store, stealing, or getting a young woman pregnant with no intent to marry her should induce a deep sense of embarrassment.But it doesn't.Nearly one out of three births in America is to a single mother. Many of these children will grow up without the security and guidance they need to become honorable members of society.Once the social ties and mutual obligations of the family melt away, communities fall apart.While the population has increased only 40 percent since 1960, violent crime in America has increased a staggering 550 percent—and we've become exceedingly used to it. Teen drug use has also risen.In one North Carolina County, police arrested 73 students from 12 secondary schools for dealing drugs, some of them right in the classroom.Meanwhile, the small signs of civility and respect that hold up civilization are vanishing from schools, stores and streets.Phrases like "yes, ma'am", "no, sir", "thank you" and "please" get a yawn from kids today who are encouraged instead by cursing on television and in music.They simply shrug off the rewards of a good name.The good name passed on by my father and maintained to this day by my brothers and sisters and me is worth as much now as ever.Even today, when I stop into Buck Davis' shop or my hometown <49>barbershop</49> for a haircut, I am still greeted as James Williams' son.My family's good name did <50>pave</50> the way for me.2A He was born in a poor area of South London.He wore his mother's old red stockings cut down for ankle socks.His mother was temporarily declared mad.Dickens might have created Charlie Chaplin's childhood.But only Charlie Chaplin could have created the great comic character of "the Tramp", the little man in rags who gave his creator permanent fame.Other countries—France, Italy, Spain, even Japan—have provided more applause (and profit) where Chaplin is concerned than the land of his birth.Chaplin quit Britain for good in 1913 when he journeyed to America with a group of performers to do his comedy act on the stage, where talent scouts recruited him to work for Mack Sennett, the king of Hollywood comedy films.Sad to say, many English people in the 1920s and 1930s thought Chaplin's Tramp a bit, well, "crude".Certainly middle-class audiences did; the working-class audiences were more likely to clap for a character who revolted against authority, using his wicked little cane to trip it up, or aiming the heel of his boot for a well-placed kick at its broad rear.All the same, Chaplin's comic beggar didn't seem all that English or even working-class.English tramps didn't sport tiny moustaches, huge pants or tail coats: European leaders and Italian waiters wore things like that.Then again, the Tramp's quick eye for a pretty girl had a coarse way about it that was considered, well, not quite nice by English audiences—that's how foreigners behaved, wasn't it?But for over half of his screen career, Chaplin had no screen voice to confirm his British nationality.Indeed, it was a headache for Chaplin when he could no longer resist the talking movies and had to find "the right voice" for his Tramp.He postponed that day as long as possible: In Modern Times in 1936, the first film in which he was heard as a singing waiter, he made up a nonsense language which sounded like no known nationality.He later said he imagined the Tramp to be a college-educated gentleman who'd come down in the world.But if he'd been able to speak with an educated accent in those early short comedies, it's doubtful if he would have achieved world fame. And the English would have been sure to find it "odd". No one was certain whether Chaplin did it on purpose but this helped to bring about his huge success.He was an immensely talented man, determined to a degree unusual even in the ranks of Hollywood stars.His huge fame gave him the freedom—and, more importantly, the money—to be his own master.He already had the urge to explore and extend a talent he discovered in himself as he went along."It can't be me. Is that possible? How extraordinary," is how he greeted the first sight of himself as the Tramp on the screen.But that shock roused his imagination.Chaplin didn't have his jokes written into a script in advance; he was the kind of comic who used his physical senses to invent his art as he went along.Lifeless objects especially helped Chaplin make "contact" with himself as an artist.He turned them into other kinds of objects.Thus, a broken alarm clock in the movie The Pawnbroker became a "sick" patient undergoing surgery; boots were boiled in his film The Gold Rush and their soles eaten with salt and pepper like prime cuts of fish (the nails being removed like fish bones).This physical transformation, plus the skill with which he executed it again and again, is surely the secret of Chaplin's great comedy.He also had a deep need to be loved—and a corresponding fear of being betrayed.The two were hard to combine and sometimes—as in his early marriages—the collision between them resulted in disaster.Yet even this painfully-bought self-knowledge found its way into his comic creations.The Tramp never loses his faith in the flower girl who'll be waiting to walk into the sunset with him; while the other side of Chaplin makes Monsieur Verdoux, the French wife killer, into a symbol of hatred for women.It's a relief to know that life eventually gave Charlie Chaplin the stability and happiness it had earlier denied him.In Oona O'Neill Chaplin, he found a partner whose stability and affection spanned the 37 years age difference between them, which hadseemed so threatening, that when the official who was marrying them in 1942 turned to the beautiful girl of 17 who'd given notice of their wedding date, he said, "And where is the young man? "—Chaplin, then 54, had cautiously waited outside.As Oona herself was the child of a large family with its own problems, she was well prepared for the battle that Chaplin's life became as many unfounded rumors surrounded them both—and, later on, she was the center of calm in the quarrels that Chaplin sometimes sparked in his own large family of talented children.Chaplin died on Christmas Day 1977.A few months later, a couple of almost comic body thieves stole his body from the family burial chamber and held it for money.The police recovered it with more efficiency than Mack Sennett's clumsy Keystone Cops would have done, but one can't help feeling Chaplin would have regarded this strange incident as a fitting memorial—his way of having the last laugh on a world to which he had given so many. 2B Modest and soft-spoken, Agatha Muthoni Mbogo, 24, is hardly the image of a revolutionary.Yet, six months ago, she did a most revolutionary thing: She ran for mayor of Embu, Kenya, and won.Ms. Mbogo's victory was even more surprising because she was voted in by her colleagues on the District Council, all men.For the thousands of women in this farming area two hours northeast of Nairobi, Ms. Mbogo suddenly became a symbol of the increasingly powerful political force women have become in Kenya and across Africa.Ms. Mbogo launched her dream of a career in politics in 1992 by running for the Embu Council, facing the obstacles that often trouble African women running for political office.She had little money.She had no political experience.She faced ridiculous questions about her personal life."My opponent kept insisting that I was going to get married to somebody in another town and move away," Ms. Mbogo said.Ms. Mbogo also faced misunderstanding among the town's women, many of whom initially were unwilling to vote for her.She became an ambassador for women's political rights, giving speeches before women's groups and going from door to door, handbag in hand, spending hours at a time giving a combination of speech and government lesson."I was delighted when she won the election, because men elected her," said Lydiah Kimani, an Embu farmer and political activist."It was the answer to my prayers because it seemed to be a victory over this idea that 'women can't lead'."Education of African women has become a top priority for political activists.One organization has held dozens of workshops in rural Kenya to help women understand the nation's constitution and the procedures and theory behind a democratic political system.One veteran female political activist said that many women had not been taught the basics of political participation.They are taught to vote for the one who "gives you a half kilo sack of flour, 200 grams of salt, or a loaf of bread" during the campaign, said the activist.Women politicians and activists say they are fighting deeply-held cultural traditions.Those traditions teach that African women cook, clean, take care of children, sow and harvest crops and support their husbands.They typically do not inherit land, divorce their husband, control their finances or hold political office.Yet, political activity among Kenyan women is not a new phenomenon.During the struggle for independence in the 1950s, Kenyan women often secretly provided troops with weapons and spied on the positions of colonial forces.But after independence, leaders jealous to protect their power shut them out of politics, a situation repeated across the continent.Today, men still have the upper hand.Women in Kenya make up 60 percent of the people who vote, but only 3 percent of the National Assembly.No Kenyan woman has ever held a cabinet post.Against that background, Agatha Mbogo began her political career.After winning her council seat, she declined a spot on the education and social services committee after a colleague called it "a woman's committee".She instead joined the town planning committee, a much more visible assignment.Then last year, she decided to challenge Embu's mayor, a veteran politician.Ms. Mbogo said she had become frustrated because the donor groups that provide substantial aid to Kenya's rural areas "did not want to come here"."We weren't seeing things done for the community," she said."It was a scandal—the donors' money seemed to be going to individuals."After a fierce campaign, the council elected her, 7 to 6.She said women in Embu celebrated.Men were puzzled; some were hostile.They asked, "How could all of those men vote for a woman? " she recalled.Ms. Mbogo has not met with the kinds of abuse that other female politicians have been subjected to, however.Some have said their supporters are sometimes attacked with clubs after rallies.Last June, Kenyan police attempted to break up a women's political meeting northwest of Nairobi, insisting it was illegal and might start a riot.When the 100 women, including a member of the National Assembly, refused to go, officers tore down their banners and beat them with clubs and fists, witnesses reported.In contrast, Ms. Mbogo generally receives warm greetings from the men of Embu, and many say they are now glad the council chose her.Donor groups are now funding projects in Embu in earnest.A new market is going up downtown.A 200-bed section for new mothers is being added to the hospital.A dormitory-style home has been built for the dozens of homeless street children who once wandered the city.Ms. Mbogo is especially proud of the market and the hospital because "they have an impact on women".At the current market, where hundreds of people, shaded by umbrellas, lay out fruits and vegetables, one person who sells lemons said she liked the new mayor."I feel like if I have a problem, I can go to her office," she said."The other mayor shouted. He acted like an emperor. He did not want to hear my problems."Nearby, a man said he found Ms. Mbogo a refreshing change."I'm tired of men," he said, watching over his pile of onions."They give us so many promises, but they don't deliver the goods. As long as she keeps giving us what we want, she is all right."3A A welfare client is supposed to cheat. Everybody expects it.Faced with sharing a dinner of raw pet food with the cat, many people in wheelchairs I know bleed the system for a few extra dollars.They tell the government that they are getting two hundred dollars less than their real pension so they can get a little extra welfare money. Or, they tell the caseworker that the landlord raised the rent by a hundred dollars.I have opted to live a life of complete honesty.So instead, I go out and drum up some business and draw cartoons.I even tell welfare how much I make!Oh, I'm tempted to get paid under the table.But even if I yielded to that temptation, big magazines are not going to get involved in some sticky situation.They keep my records, and that information goes right into the government's computer.Very high-profile.As a welfare client I'm expected to bow before the caseworker.Deep down, caseworkers know that they are being made fools of by many of their clients, and they feel they are entitled to have clients bow to them as compensation. I'm not being bitter.Most caseworkers begin as college-educated liberals with high ideals.But after a few years in a system that practically requires people to lie, they become like the one I shall call "Suzanne", a detective in shorts.Not long after Christmas last year, Suzanne came to inspect my apartment and saw some new posters pasted on the wall."Where'd you get the money for those? " she wanted to know."Friends and family.""Well, you'd better have a receipt for it, by God. You have to report any donations or gifts."This was my cue to beg.Instead, I talked back."I got a cigarette from somebody on the street the other day. Do I have to report that? ""Well, I'm sorry, but I don't make the rules, Mr. Callahan."Suzanne tries to lecture me about repairs to my wheelchair, which is always breaking down because welfare won't spend money maintaining it properly."You know, Mr. Callahan, I've heard that you put a lot more miles on that wheelchair than average."Of course I do.I'm an active worker, not a vegetable.I live near downtown, so I can get around in a wheelchair.I wonder what she'd think if she suddenly broke her hip and had to crawl to work.Government cuts in welfare have resulted in hunger and suffering for a lot of people, not just me.But people with spinal cord injuries felt the cuts in a unique way: The government stopped taking care of our chairs.Each time mine broke down, lost a screw, needed a new roller bearing, the brake wouldn't work, etc., and I called Suzanne, I had to endure a little lecture.Finally, she'd say, "Well, if I can find time today, I'll call the medical worker."She was supposed to notify the medical worker, who would certify that there was a problem.Then the medical worker called the wheelchair repair companies to get the cheapest bid.Then the medical worker alerted the main welfare office at the state capital.They considered the matter for days while I lay in bed, unable to move.Finally, if I was lucky, they called back and approved the repair.When welfare learned I was making money on my cartoons, Suzanne started "visiting" every fortnight instead of every two months.She looked into every corner in search of unreported appliances, or maids, or a roast pig in the oven, or a new helicopter parked out back. She never found anything, but there was always a thick pile of forms to fill out at the end of each visit, accounting for every penny.There is no provision in the law for a gradual shift away from welfare.I am an independent businessman, slowly building up my market.It's impossible to jump off welfare and suddenly be making two thousand dollars a month. But I would love to be able to pay for some of my living and not have to go through an embarrassing situation every time I need a spare part for my wheelchair.There needs to be a lawyer who can act as a champion for the rights of welfare clients, because the system so easily lends itself to abuse by the welfare givers as well as by the clients.Welfare sent Suzanne to look around in my apartment the other day because the chemist said I was using a larger than usual amount of medical supplies.I was, indeed: The hole that has been surgically cut to drain urine had changed size and the connection to my urine bag was leaking.While she was taking notes, my phone rang and Suzanne answered it.The caller was a state senator, which scared Suzanne a little.Would I sit on the governor's committee and try to do something about the thousands of welfare clients who, like me, could earn part or all of their own livings if they were allowed to do so, one step at a time?Hell, yes, I would!Someday people like me will thrive under a new system that will encourage them, not seek to convict them of cheating.They will be free to develop their talents without guilt or fear—or just hold a good, steady job.3B It was late afternoon when the chairman of our Bangkok-based company gave me an assignment: I would leave the next day to accompany an important Chinese businessman to tourist sites in northern Thailand.Silently angry, I stared at my desk.The stacks of paper bore witness to a huge amount of work waiting to be done, even though I had been working seven days a week.How will I ever catch up? I wondered.After a one-hour flight the next morning, we spent the day visiting attractions along with hundreds of other tourists, most of them loaded with cameras and small gifts.I remember feeling annoyed at this dense collection of humanity.That evening my Chinese companion and I climbed into a chartered van to go to dinner and a show, one which I had attended many times before.While he chatted with other tourists, I exchanged polite conversation in the dark with a man seated in front of me, a Belgian who spoke fluent English.I wondered why he held his head motionless at an odd angle, as though he were in prayer.Then the truth struck me.He was blind.Behind me someone switched on a light, and I could see his thick silvery hair and strong, square jaw.His eyes seemed to contain a white mist."Could I please sit beside you at the dinner?" he asked."And I'd love it if you'd describe a little of what you see.""I'd be happy to," I replied.。
英国二战片《血染雪山堡》1968超清（译制片）【影片简介】改编自畅销小说的战争动作片，由理查德．伯顿与克林特．伊斯特伍德主演。
导演布莱恩．G．赫顿擅长于利用大自然的地形地物来安排一连串的爆炸追逐场面，尤其高空缆车中的生死斗拍得相当紧张刺激，是突击队电影中的佼佼者。
《血染雪山堡Where Eagles Dare》是擅长执导战争片的导演布莱恩·G·赫顿1969年打造的代表作之一，在随后的1970年布莱恩·G·赫顿再次与克林特·伊斯特伍德合作了另外一部经典的二战电影《凯利和他的英雄们》，此是后话，暂且按下不表。
《血染雪山堡》曾经以《魔窟寻谍》为片名在国内公映过，配音工作由长春电影制片厂完成的，导演是徐雁和王瑞，配音演员包括胡连华和刘大航等。
影片曾在1990年获文化部优秀译制片奖。
作为当时的“大片”也曾一票难求。
150多分钟的影片每一分钟都充满紧张感，绝无冷场。
前半部分以斗智为主，悬念丛生。
编剧布局解局功力实在是高超。
而后半部分大段的爆炸场面和贴身肉搏让影片的风格为之一转，由一部间谍片转变而成为动作片，一定会让动作片迷们大呼过瘾。
显而易见，《血染雪山堡》是那种很难被复制的好莱坞经典动作影片之一。
顶级的悬念设置加上火暴的动作场面，一步一惊心式的斗智斗勇，让人窒息的气氛渲染，起伏跌宕的设局解局，性格男星的硬派表演从影片一开始就把所有观众牢牢得钉在座位上。
丝毫感觉不到150多分钟的时间流逝，只盼能再多看一分钟就好！导演布莱恩.G.赫顿擅长于利用大自然的天然地形地物来安排一连串的爆炸追逐场面，美丽的阿尔卑斯风景为影片提供了绝好的拍摄场景，尤其是影片后段高空缆车中的生死缠斗拍得紧张刺激，让人拍案叫绝。
理查德·伯顿扮演的英国军官是攻击那座看似不可能攻破的“鹰堡”以营救美国将军的突击队头领。
而年轻的克林特·伊斯特伍德则是突击队中唯一的美国人，一如既往的冷静和酷酷的表情是克林特·伊斯特伍德的招牌，本片也是他在莱昂内的“意大利通心粉式西部片”中取得成功后回到美国拍摄的影片之一。
只知道《狂怒》？盘点那些精彩的坦克电影隆美尔(2012年版) Rommel 隆美尔是二战中德国最负盛名的将领，也是希特勒最为宠爱的将领。
稍对世界军事史有了解的人都会知道他那个著名的绰号——“沙漠之狐”。
由于他在北非沙漠战场的一系列惊人战绩（隆美尔率领2个师的军队在北非仅仅用了2个星期就让英军之前2个月的战果丧失殆尽）和德国媒体和盟国媒体的疯狂宣传，他在世时就已成为一个具有传奇色彩的军人和德国人崇拜的偶像...... 进攻列宁格勒/列宁格勒/列宁格勒袭击Attack on Leningrad俄罗斯导演亚历山大·布拉弗斯基（Aleksandr Buravsky ）代表作。
1941年的列宁格勒，俊俏的苏联女警察及其战友们与德军、间谍、奸细、窃贼的战争，美丽的英国女记者、前苏联白军将军之女的乖舛遭遇，饱受饥饿折磨的苏联军民的生存状态，被称为“生命之路”的拉多加湖冰上运输线的开辟……出于爱国心和使命感，两位女主人公最后都选择了留在“死亡之城”……影片涉及苏联政府赋予工人阶级的崇高地位和特殊待遇。
视角独特，气氛紧张，情节松散，画面压抑。
加布里埃尔·伯恩（Gabriel Byrne）、美裔国际影坛美女米拉·索维诺（Mira Sorvino）、米哈伊尔·叶夫列莫夫（Mikhail Yefremov）、俄罗斯影坛美女奥尔嘉·苏图洛娃（Olga Sutulova）等主演。
炼狱Чистилище /1997年/格罗兹尼之战/车臣战争Chistilische/Чистилище1995年格罗兹尼之战，激烈的巷战有如当年的斯大林格勒，俄车双方死伤惨重,就连美国军方也惊叹“打不起这样的城市战”。
典型的低成本影片，这是俄罗斯人自己拍的关于第一次车臣战争的电影。
讲述了俄军一座野战医院惨遭车臣恐怖分子袭击的故事。
摄影师用写实手法，刻意拍摄了许多以往战争题材片所未描绘过的惨烈场景。
志愿军第50军最先占领汉城占领汉城的中国人民志愿军和朝鲜人民军在“总统府”前跳舞1951年1月3日，中国人民志愿军50军逼近汉城。
就在第50军149师两个步兵营围歼英军第29旅“皇家重坦克营”的同一天晚上，该军第148师442团副团长陈屏奉命率领所属第1营，为全军前卫，直插汉城。
战史分歧我军夺取汉城，在国际上引起了极大的震动。
作为耻辱，韩国现代史将这次汉城失守称之为“一·四事变”。
消息传回国内，北京天安门广场祝捷群众彻夜狂欢。
最先攻占汉城是一项载入史册的荣誉，这支部队是谁？在战后相当长的一段时间，以志愿军第二副司令员洪学智和志愿军政治部主任杜平的回忆录为代表多数志愿军战史，对我军占领汉城的部队是如此排序的：“志愿军第50军、第39军116师和朝鲜人民军第1军团。
”然而，近年来出版的一些志愿军战史却对当年志愿军总部首长陈述的史实做了修改。
按照他们新考证的结论：“1月4日下午，第39军率先进入汉城。
当晚，第50军149师也进入汉城。
”志愿军总部首长的记忆没有错。
当年的第442团副团长陈屏，如今定居于沈阳军区司令部第二干休所。
当年的第442团1营政治教导员刘进昌，如今定居于四川省农业厅宿舍。
两位率先攻占汉城的战争亲历者对这段战史是这样强调的：第一，在这三支部队中，最先攻入汉城的是我们50军148师442团1营；第二，占领汉城的方式不是“进入”，而是“攻入”，第442团1营攻入汉城时，不但付出了重大伤亡代价，还取得了歼敌成果，并圆满完成了预定的作战任务；第三，我军攻占汉城的时间不是1月4日晚上或下午，而是1月4日凌晨攻入，当日上午攻占的；第四，由于上级没有给这支前卫分队配备电台，攻占汉城的战况向志愿军总部报告晚了。
39军的一支侦察队在50军之后进入汉城，他们带了电台，报告及时，所以，志愿军总部关于占领汉城的通报，最初只提到了39军。
1951年1月4日，我军攻占南朝鲜首府汉城。
全军前卫对两位老人来说，半个世纪前，他们率部最先攻进汉城的战斗场面，依然历历在目。
越战题材经典片，我们曾是战士。
在战场，我们是无情的杀人机器。
不是杀掉敌人就是被杀。
我们别无选择。
越战，美国失败最惨的战争。
尽管美国政府不承认。
尽管美国人体面的撤退。
但是却掩盖不住事实--他们的确失败了。
美国军队死亡五万八千人、受伤三十馀万人。
战争带给我们太多太多伤害。
我们曾是战士向我们展示了战争的残酷与无情。
让我们认识了战争。
战争掠去我们的亲人，掠去了我们的一切~~~不去评论美国对越南的战争是多么的愚蠢，因为这些自有公论，知识就这部电影发表一些我的感受。
越南战场，面对着有着20年战斗经验的越南军队，那些拥有着天时地利人和的越南军队，美国人有什么，很少的战士，对抗一个师4000名军人的兵力，而美国只能每次派出60名军人，至少要等90分钟才能等到下一批军人，种种的不利……很血腥很残酷的场面，面对着上级一次次召回命令，这个指挥官没有服从，因为战场上有他的下属，有他的兄弟……战争的道义与否让评论家去评论吧，我只是想说，我看到一群硬汉，看到一群义气的兄弟……还记得是在大学时期看的这部电影，当时跟宿舍的几个兄弟们一起坐在电脑前静静的看完这部片子。
尔后，被深深的震撼了。
不是因为绚烂的战争场面，影片里折射出的战争的残酷与无奈，战友间浓浓的胜似兄弟情。
这部战争电影里没有谁对谁错，如果说有什么让人觉得丑恶的，那无疑就是那些操控战争的政客们。
电影中一方面表现了战争的毫无人性，它将人变成了只会杀人的工具“ＢＯＲＮＴＯＫＩＬＬ”这一句是最好的体现，另一方面又表现了以“小丑”为代表的一类人重新找回人性。
真实，惨烈，可怕，这是这部电影给我最后的印象，战争双方没有胜利者，友情，爱情，在战争下显的是那么的无力。
这是一场战斗的故事，简单的一个原因，简单的一道命令，简单的一场战斗，造就了死伤无数，说不出谁是为正义而战，说不出正义何在，说不出为谁而战……1965年的越南战场上，美国人带来了一场灾难，一场无论对于胜者还是败者都是不小的灾难，胜者不知胜于何处，败者不知何败之存。
反客里空运动
反“客里空”运动是1947年中国共产党的新闻机构进行的一场反对不真实报道的自我教育运动。
客里空是苏联话剧《前线》中的一个新闻记者，惯于弄虚作假。
1947年6月15日，晋绥解放区的《晋绥日报》选载了这个剧本中有关客里空制造假新闻的部分剧情，并在按语中号召读者揭露该报的不真实的新闻。
6月25日和26日该报发表《不真实新闻与“客里空”之揭露》，公布了一些不真实的新闻，例如凭空捏造模范人物。
“客里空”是苏联剧本《前线》中一个惯于弄虚作假、吹牛拍马的战地特派记者。
俄文крик╒н一词,原意是空喊家，中文音译为“客里空”。
新闻界借用它泛指新闻报道中虚构、浮夸的作用。
“客里空”这个虚构的文学典型人物出自前苏联作家考涅楚克的话剧《前线》。
其人的特点是，作为一个记者，他能坐在屋子里把不存在的事情编成新闻，并且活灵活现。
从那时起，“客里空”就成了世界各地写假报道的记者及假新闻的代名词。
一九四四年，《前线》先后在我军许多部队演出，延安《解放日报》在一篇评《前线》的社论中，批判了客里空，要大家引以为戒。
当时，在党的新闻工作者当中展开了反对“客里空”的热烈讨论。
后来，“客里空”就成了弄虚作假
的资产阶级恶劣文风的代名词了。
血战贝尔法斯特战争，像一把无声的刀锋，划破了历史的篇章。
它带来的伤痛和牺牲让人心痛不已。
而在众多的战争中，有一场血战贝尔法斯特的战役，给人们留下了深刻的印象。
本文将以一个观察者的视角，为您还原这场血战的历史画卷。
第一章战火迫近冷战后，北爱尔兰的贝尔法斯特成为了争夺国家主权的焦点。
历史的矛盾让各方势力都希望通过武力来达到自己的政治目的。
而在1996年的秋天，突如其来的宗派冲突再次将贝尔法斯特推向了战争的边缘。
第二章恶化的状况宗派冲突成为了贝尔法斯特居民生活的常态。
街头巷尾频繁发生的骚乱和爆炸事件，让平民百姓陷入了深深的恐慌之中。
暴力蔓延成为了社会的主旋律，让人们不敢出门，不敢相信和谐的未来。
第三章血战的爆发战火终于迫在眉睫。
1996年11月，爱尔兰共和军率先发动了一系列的袭击行动，瞄准了贝尔法斯特市中心的政府机构和英国军队。
他们的目标，是为了捍卫共和国的尊严，争取更多的权益。
第四章英勇抵抗面对爱尔兰共和军的进攻，英国军队展现出了坚定而英勇的抵抗。
士兵们奋不顾身地保卫着城市的安全，一场艰苦的血战在贝尔法斯特的街头上演。
第五章平息战火随着战斗的升级，国际社会对于贝尔法斯特的关注逐渐增多。
各方势力也通过谈判和斡旋来寻求战火的平息。
经过多方面的努力，1998年，双方达成了好斗协议，血战贝尔法斯特终于宣告结束。
结语血战贝尔法斯特是一场令人深思的战役，它揭示了战争的残酷和人性的扭曲。
每一滴流淌的鲜血都是对和平的呐喊，每一个牺牲的生命都是对未来的祈愿。
愿我们能从历史中吸取教训，珍视和平，让战火远离我们的世界。
汉口枪杀华兵案始末（辽宁大学历史学院辽宁沈阳 110000）摘要：1927年9月20日，日本因中国士兵无票乘坐日方客船，遂即扣押中国士兵及其武器，后来双方在交涉中，不慎引发开枪射击事件，中日双方再次展开交涉，最后以中国全面接受日本方面的条件并表示歉意而结案。
关键词：中国士兵日本交涉事件中图分类号：d631 文献标识码：a 文章编号：1006-026x（2012）09-0000-01近代以来，中国饱受着日本帝国主义的侵略与欺凌，进入二十世纪以后更是甚之以往，日本围绕着“大陆政策”在中国各地制造了一系列的惨案，企图用军事暴力和恐吓手段来使中国人屈服，以达到其贪婪无止的野心。
1927年9月发生的汉口枪击案就是其中一例。
一、事件前概况1927年9月20日晚上，汉口的日本军人与中国平民发生冲突。
日哨兵向中国平民开枪，日旗舰开机关枪进行扫射，结果中方死伤多名。
英国人曾报道事情经过：9月20日晚上英国租界附近地方有几名携带手枪的共产主义分子，他们救护着身穿汉口制服的一名囚犯，想要逃离汉口。
该名囚犯是一名共产党领袖，在日本轮船上被日本人劫获，之后由日本军队进行押送，当经过汉口人口最稠密之地时，突然被一平民队攻击（他们认为该平民队为共产分子队伍），押送囚犯的日军开枪还击，双方发生激烈冲突，当场打死中国行人数名，囚犯于混乱中逃脱，劫打者当时成功逃跑。
开枪的数名袭击者当场被逮捕。
日本当时宣布戒严，在各处设土垒，让重兵把守，由此足以证明该地已有共产党组织机关，专为反抗武汉当局无疑。
此次事件的发生英国声称乃是“党人”所为，即并不存在中国政府与日本的直接冲突，因此，对于“劫掠党人”中日双方没有过多的交涉。
然而二十一日事情的发展却使形势发生了转变。
二、事件的经过根据汉口22日的电报显示，中日士兵纷扰事件始末如下：9月20日从汉口开往长沙的日本清汽船湘江丸内有七十名中国士兵，他们没有船票，强行乘座日本客船，船主劝他们下船，但始终不见成效。
